A dream has power to poison sleep.
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I arise from dreams of thee_x000D_ _x000D_ In the first sweet sleep of night,_x000D_ _x000D_ when the winds are breathing low,_x000D_ _x000D_ and the stars are shining bright.
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote expresses the deep emotional connection and longing felt for a beloved person during moments of tranquility.
In this quote, Percy Bysshe Shelley describes the profound experience of awakening from dreams about a beloved, illustrating how deep love can permeate even the stillness of night. The imagery of 'the winds breathing low' and 'the stars shining bright' emphasizes a serene and romantic atmosphere, enhancing the emotional depth of the speaker's feelings and their connection to the person they dream of.
Themes
LoveDreamsNightLongingEmotion
In practice
Example use cases
During a wedding toast, one might say this quote to highlight the romantic feelings between the couple.
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